• Love…

    As you hold her in your arms, a faint smile overpowers your cold, blank expression.
    You kiss her forehead softly and taste her pain as you look in her eyes, trying to read her mixed emotions.
    She suddenly grabs your shirt, pulling you close and thrusting herself into you.
    The smile fades.
    You feel her heart start to race as she tightens her hold, as if never wanting to let go.
    Your sleeve turns damp, saturated with tears.
    She’s crying now, pleading for you to stay.
    She’s in love.

    …Never Lasts

    You hold her tightly, knowing you can never fulfill her wish.
    She backs away and shoves her hand down her jacket pocket.
    You know this is bad, you know what she’s holding.
    She sobs harder, but knowing her last words would forever be oblivious to you, she whispers, “Goodbye…”
    You watch her as she points the pistol to her brain, your eyes full of fear and regret.
    Slowly sliding your hand down your own pocket, you take out and item, flip it open, and hold it at your neck.
    It’s all over.
    Done.